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Brother’s Ride Across The Sky.

14 Wednesday Sep 2022

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I'm sorry that your brother died.
I know you carry tears inside.
You called him " Brother" all your life.
Your sorrow cuts you like a knife.

He sheltered you from every harm
And had a certain kind of charm.
You saw his flaws but loved him so,
And it is hard to let him go.

I'm sure he's trying to impress
God with his own worthiness.
He worked hard to build a ranch
And acquired a cowboy stance.

Now it's time to say good-bye. 
He's ridden his horse across the sky.
He knows he'll see you again 
And talk with you of now and then.

-Yu/stan/kema-

The Obstacle Of Fear

14 Wednesday Sep 2022

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Love comes softly on angels' wings
And touches my shattered soul. 
I am broken beyond repair 
And grief has taken it's toll.

Where do I go when all is gone
And life has lost all meaning?
Is there a place to release my tears
And express the emotions I'm feeling?

The world can be such a lonely place
For a sensitive soul like mine.
How do you open yourself back up
To hurt and say, "I'm fine?"

The struggle to get up off the floor
Is strenuous year after year. 
How do I try to find hope again
When I have such terrible fear?

-Yu/stan/kema-

The Irony Of Life.

18 Wednesday May 2022

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Life is full of joy and sorrow.
We never know what comes tomorrow.
We make plans with baited breath
While pushing back the hands of death.
We try to play the hero's part
With an arrow in our heart.

We gather flowers as we go. 
The years fly by and bring us woe.
The losses come one by one,
And we feel our life is done. 
We are told to carry on
And embrace the coming dawn.

We feel such emptiness within.
We weep for what life might have been.
Our hopes and dreams have flown away,
And still we're staying one more day.
Our courage keeps us living here 
After losing all that's dear. 
-Yu/stan/kema-

Consequences Of War.

15 Sunday May 2022

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A little girl with tattered clothes
Walked on the bombshelled ground.
Tears flowed down her dirt-stained cheeks.
She did not make a sound.

Bombs were falling from the sky.
Her body shook with fear,
And yet she kept on walking.
She had lost what she held dear.

She saw dead bodies in the street
And heard some soldiers laugh.
The Russians blew up what they could
And took things in their path.

She found a place to hide again
And packed herself in tight.
The cold stones protected her.
She slept through the night.

The sun came up to welcome her
And down the road she went.
She found no food or water
And her energy was spent.

She searched in vain for family
The war had ripped away.
She knew there was no one
Who would ask her to stay.

The emptiness she felt inside
Was like a giant hole.
Her faith in God had disappeared.
She feared for her soul.

War came to the streets of Kiev.
It would not stay the same.
Brave men would die and one small child
On the streets of Ukraine.
-Yu/stan/kema-

History Teaches Us Lessons.

15 Sunday May 2022

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History let's us all know
That life's events come and go,
And they can return again
To show us who we might have been.
 Men are taught to resist
The evil that does exist.
Good men choose not to hate,
And they walk a path that's straight.

History helps us to see
What an evil man can be
When he is filled with hate and greed 
And acts upon his selfish needs.
He conquors others using power
And kills hundreds in an hour.
He feels, sadly, no remorse
And rules others with brute force.

History teaches us of truth,
Love and hatred in our youth.
We have choices we must make
And need to learn from our mistakes.
What will others learn from us?
To seek God's love of righteousness,
Or teach others how to hate
And leave their souls to cruel fate.
-Yu/stan/kema-

Struggling With COVID-19.

24 Monday Jan 2022

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A deep darkness comes
And covers the earth
And slowly removes
Traces of my worth.

Ghosts from the past rise
Up to smother me
With negative thoughts
Of untold misery.

My strength is gone.
Hope has taken wing
And left behind a
Soul that cannot sing.

For Life has changed and
Rearranged my days.
I am left to grieve
All the "old ways."

The fear of disease
Can hold me captive,
While I struggle to
Become adaptive.
 -Yu/stan/kema-

Trusting In God

05 Wednesday Jan 2022

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All that I am
and strive to be
comes before You
on bended knee.

I'm broken and spent
and I'm empty-handed
in a world full of evil
where I feel stranded.

My heart is heavy
for those in pain
and for the stressors
that seem to remain.

It's all I can do
to stay on my feet
and take a step forward
and not feel defeat.

So many losses
over the years
have taken a toll
and left me in tears.

My faith has been shattered
in all I once knew.
I became angry
and distanced from You.

I come to You, God,
with my heart in my hands.
I'm tired and exhausted.
Will You understand?

I just want to stand
in the warmth of Your light
and hear You say: 
" It will be alright."

Just, rock me to sleep
 by the light of the moon
and promise me, please,
You'll be coming back soon.
-Yu/stan/kema-

The New Year Is Almost Here.

01 Saturday Jan 2022

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The New Year shines ahead of us

And the old year’s gone faster than most.

We hope good days lie before us

And the past will soon be toast.

The old year has taught us lessons.

We’ve survived hardship and pain.

We’ve learned to endure the darkness

And hide our tears in the rain.

We’ve lived through the sting of betrayal.

We’ve faced death by disease day by day.

We’ve grieved the losses we’ve suffered,

And we’ve learned when to walk away.

There is hope in a new tomorrow,

And a chance to make things right.

All we need is to love each other

And seek God’s holy light.

We can learn to trust our neighbor

And give straight from the heart.

We can learn to accept each other’s

Differences from the start.

We need to focus on living 

Each moment one by one

And count our many blessings

When each day is done.

-Yu/stan/kema-

Meekness Is Not A Weakness.

22 Monday Nov 2021

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Life is a roller coaster.

It’s full of ups and downs.

Just when we think we have control,

We are thrown out to the ground.

We try to hold on to time with a list

And keep to a schedule or two,

But just as we think we are almost done,

We are hindered in what we can do.

We go through life with our beliefs

And are sure we know what is real.

But betrayal can cause so much harm,

We’re consumed by the sorrow we feel.

We live our lives based on trust

And it gets us through the week.

But when things go wrong as they often do,

We learn we have to be meek.

It’s a hard virtue for us to learn

And it takes time to grow.

We can find peace as we go through life

If we learn to “Go with the flow.”

Yu/stan/kema

Seasons In Life.

10 Wednesday Nov 2021

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Red and gold are colors of Autumn:
A time when life is in its prime,
And death is but a certainty
When leaves fall and squirrels climb.

They search  for food to survive the winter
And gather seeds to put in the ground.
They seem to remember where they are buried
And are relieved when they are found.

The cold wind blows and bends the branches
Of trees that are thin and stand so tall.
They seek to be quite resilient
So none of their branches break and fall.

The  seasons in life for a human being
Are like the seasons of nature too.
There is a time  for growth and existing,
And a time for one's dreams to come true.

Old age comes when the body is weaker,
And losses occur year after year.
The wise man seeks to be resilient
And knows that death is drawing near.

For nature and man have the hope  of renewal,
To live again and to have some worth.
Man seeks to make, for others, a difference,
And trees leave their seeds to grow in the earth.
    -Yu/stan/kema-